I'm hanging with friends in a suburb of Philly, a very college town, liberal place. We were at the park today and I noticed something:
Where I live now, the majority of the moms at the park have perfectly coiffed hair and meticulously applied makeup. They are usually in their yoga pants, and have just come from a tennis match at the gym. The park is their stopover before they take their children to dance class.
Here, the women wear no makeup. The grey shows in their hair. They are in comfortable but not necessarily trendy clothing. When they leave they are off to walk to the library, where their kids will pick out their own new books for the reading program.
I feel much more at home here.
There are a lot of things I love about where I live. But I think I just put a finger on why I haven't made a close friend yet.